Chapter 84: Cripple Him Directly

At the critical moment, the handcuffs on Chu Feng’s wrists suddenly loosened. Gripping them swiftly, he twisted his arms with force and pressed the stun baton directly against Wang Feng’s abdomen.

“Aah!” Wang Feng convulsed uncontrollably under the surge of electricity. Chu Feng held it there for a full thirty seconds before finally removing the baton.

“Go and fetch your Chief, or else I can’t promise this baton won’t find its way back onto him,” Chu Feng said, sitting in the chair with the stun baton in hand, instructing Xiao Chen to summon their Chief.

Xiao Chen had barely opened the door when he saw the Chief himself outside. Before he could say a word, the Chief strode in.

Chu Feng nodded at the middle-aged man before him. He recognized this Chief from countless appearances on TV—there was no mistaking him.

“Hello, Chief Gao. You’ve invited me time and again, yet today, after I’ve come, you refuse to see me. Isn’t that a bit discourteous?” Chu Feng’s tone towards Chief Gao was anything but cordial. Gao had caused him trouble more than once; last time, it was Gao who dispatched men to that alley.

“Let him go first. I won’t make things difficult for you. Otherwise, I guarantee you won’t walk out of the Public Security Bureau’s door,” Chief Gao said, not even glancing at Wang Feng, who, in his eyes, was nothing but a dog. Dogs can always be replaced.

“I won’t release him today, yet I’ll walk out of your Bureau just the same. In fact, I dare bet you’ll be the one seeing me off, opening the car door for me,” Chu Feng retorted, then kicked Wang Feng aside, sending him sprawling right in front of Chief Gao.

“You may leave now,” Chief Gao said, startled by Chu Feng’s action, stepping back two paces and gesturing for Chu Feng to go.

“When Captain Wang brought me here, I told him: inviting a god is easy, sending one away is hard. Now you want me to leave, but I refuse.” Chu Feng buckled the handcuffs back onto his own wrists, crossed his legs on the chair, showing no sign of intent to depart.

“So what do you want? Captain Wang acted rashly today. Another day, I’ll arrange a meal and have him apologize to you face-to-face,” Chief Gao said, feeling stifled. The man before him was no longer the person he used to be—once, he had no backing, but now, he mingled with the elite of the capital.

“A meal to dismiss me? Do you take me for a beggar? Bring my phone here. I need to make a call.” Though he used the word ‘please,’ Chu Feng sat there with a look of arrogance, clearly holding Chief Gao in no regard.

“Xiao Chen, go fetch Mr. Chu’s phone,” Chief Gao said, apparently tired, moving to sit in a chair nearby.

A minute later, Xiao Chen returned holding a phone, which was ringing at that moment.

Chu Feng glanced at the caller—it was General Gao calling. Fearing something urgent, Chu Feng hurriedly answered.

“General Gao, is something wrong for you to call so anxiously?” Chu Feng spoke quietly, but Chief Gao beside him heard clearly: the person on the line was a general.

“Chu Feng, you’d better come back quickly. Old Chen’s health has been poor these days. If there’s nothing keeping you, return today,” General Gao said, his tone urgent, worried that Old Chen’s health might not hold out—especially since Chu Feng was no longer at the Air Force Hospital.

“I’d like to come back, but I’ve been detained by the provincial Public Security Bureau and am currently being interrogated,” Chu Feng said, deliberately glancing at Chief Gao, whose face darkened immediately.

“Tell me which Bureau has you. I’ll call them right now. If they don’t release you, I’ll send troops to tear their Bureau apart,” General Gao exclaimed, deeply anxious. Old Chen’s health was crucial to the success of advanced weapons research, which would elevate the nation’s international standing.

“I’m at the East Sea Provincial Public Security Bureau. Chief Gao is sitting right across from me—would you like to speak with him?” Chu Feng stood up as he spoke, and the handcuffs slipped off his wrists.

“Chief Gao, this is General Gao’s call. Please answer,” Chu Feng said with a trace of mockery, noting the beads of sweat on Chief Gao’s brow, betraying his nervousness.

“General Gao, this is Gao Yong, Chief of Public Security. What instructions do you have?” Normally, a provincial Bureau Chief needn’t speak so deferentially to a general—their spheres were separate, and General Gao had no authority over Chief Gao.

But things were different now. Just days earlier, Gao had heard from his mentor that a miraculous doctor in East Sea province had cured a mysterious elder’s illness, and that the elder greatly admired this doctor. Now, recalling Chu Feng’s extraordinary medical skills, it all made sense.

“Release the man before you immediately! If you dare detain him another minute, believe me, by tonight, you’ll be stripped of your rank and sent home to till the fields!” General Gao bellowed, terrified this ignorant Bureau Chief might ruin everything.

“Yes, I’ll release this young man right away. It was all a misunderstanding—my subordinate…” Chief Zhang tried to explain further, but was interrupted by the dial tone—the general had already hung up.

“Brother Chu, my apologies—it was all a misunderstanding,” Chief Gao hurriedly returned the phone to Chu Feng, apologizing repeatedly.

“No matter, I won’t dwell on it in my heart, but I’ll keep it in mind. I won’t forget today’s incident. Before I leave, I’ll collect a bit of interest—pray you never fall into my hands,” Chu Feng said, then strode over to Wang Feng. With swift, decisive kicks, he shattered Wang Feng’s limbs in seconds.

The excruciating pain knocked Wang Feng unconscious before he could even cry out. Chief Gao and Xiao Chen shuddered involuntarily; neither had expected Chu Feng to act so ruthlessly.

“Chief Gao, open my car door for me at noon—otherwise, wouldn’t I have lost the bet? To have a Bureau Chief open my door would be quite an honor,” Chu Feng said, suddenly remembering, and with a slap to his forehead, he told Chief Gao to open the car door for him.